His Nerd

Ava

Do you ever have those days where you just don’t want to even get out of bed?

Yeah, today is one of those days. I groan and roll over looking at my alarm clock.

It has already gone off twice but, I’ve snoozed it which isn’t the best of plans either, however, I’m only ten minutes late, nothing a quick rush around and a skipped breakfast wont fix. Lucky me.

Crawling out of bed I make my way to the bathroom across the hall.

Scrubbing my teeth and doing my business I stare at my reflection before walking out and heading back to my room to get changed and ready for school.

Throwing on a pair of black jeans ripped at the knee and an oversized Harry Potter top with the Hogwarts crest upon it.

When I say oversized, I mean two sizes too big for my petite figure but, that’s the way I like it hiding me from the outside world.

I grab my ‘ugly’ pair of big black-rimmed glasses, ugly because that’s what everyone who teases me at school calls them, when they acknowledge me, and brush my excuse of hair into a loose ponytail on top of my head, letting the brown hair sway behind me.

It was the start of my final year of the sixth form, a new year and boy I was just dreading it, another year to be picked on, used and threated.

I couldn’t wait to escape and go away to university somewhere where I could have a fresh start.

I may be a nerd and all but, even I hate the thought of getting up at the crack of dawn to learn and to study.

I grab my bag that sat at the foot of my bed, luckily, I had packed it the night before and It was ready to go, as I headed down to the kitchen to leave for school.

All the lights were off, but I can see a note on the fridge through the light that manages to break through the blinds.

Walking over to the window I pulled up the blinds letting my eyes be blinded momentarily before they readjusted themselves to the light that was streaming through.

I walked over to the fridge and pulled off the note from the fridge.

I sighed as I read the note.

Working double shift, there’s food in the fridge, you’ll have to make it yourself. Mum x

Walking over to the fridge I pulled it open, the cool air blasts across my face, even though it’s still quite warm out as its early autumn it brings goose bumps to rise over my skin.

Again, I sigh as nothing takes my fancy. Shutting the fridge, I grab an apple from the side before I make my way out the door as I don’t want to be late for my first day back.

Don’t get me wrong this is a normal routine or at least it was, with the summer break over I needed to get back into the swing of things, get back into an old routine and old habits to stop this sort of thing happening.

It’s only me and my mum now and she must take extra shifts to be able to provide for us for us to be able to stay afloat, we even had to downsize from our lovely home because we couldn’t afford to pay the mortgage.

She works as a nurse and her pay isn’t exactly high, it wouldn’t be, they are understaffed and underfunded but working for the NHS makes my mum happy as she is able to help others and seeing her happy makes me happy.

My dad died in a car crash two years ago when he was hit by a drunk driver that swerved and collided into him, he was instantly killed, taken from us whereas the drunk driver walked away with just a few bruises and breath in his lungs.

Even though he’s gone I still miss him loads. I was a daddy’s girl; he was always there for me when I needed him and now, he’s gone.

It’s been two years and yet I still feel the pain, the grief that hangs over my head.

I feel my eyes well up with tears, but I push them away as I didn’t want to cry on my first day back to sixth form. I shake the thoughts away as I carry on walking to school.

When I reach the school’s gates, I notice all the cars and people that have gathered to catch up after the summer holidays.

The school may be a public one but, there were still a lot of people here that had a lot of money and weren’t afraid to show off with their fancy cars and expensive clothes with brands I have never heard of.

I walk with my head down and making sure no one notices me; I slip into the school and walk towards my locker at the end of the corridor.

If you haven’t already noticed I’m the girl that likes to be invisible, the one people overlook until they need someone to do their homework or they’re having a bad day and they need to let off some steam.

The world gives me the gift of invisibility and I’d be a fool not to take advantage of it right?

My locker is right at the far end of the hall and so no one notices when I am there, a bonus for me. Walking towards it I find a blonde-haired girl waiting, I smile, this is my only friend, Lily.

Let’s do the introductions, shall we?

Lily has been my best friend since I was little, we met when we both discovered our hatred for this horrible girl called Jessica and we shared a packet of sweets together because Jessica had stolen and ripped up our work.

We may have only been five but who cares? Friendship is friendship at the end of the day. Lily is stunning.

She has blonde curly hair that falls to the middle of her back, she has bright blue eyes that catch the attention of most.

She’s 5"6 with super long legs that girl’s envy, she has curves in all the right places, and she has naturally tanned skin. All in all, she’s what most boys want.

It’s funny to think that I don’t get noticed when I’m with her but, if you’ve ever seen The Duff, you’d understand how easily ignored I am.

I don’t mind however, I never really understood why she would stay by me, but I am grateful for it.

“Hey bitch, how was your holiday?”

I smile at the way she greets me before replying. She’s so confident in herself and I admire her for that.

“You know me I was very productive and managed to eat all the ice cream and watch loads on Netflix.”

“I noticed, you watched all of shadow hunters in two days.”

I smiled at her, but I knew it was true, how can you not love the mortal instruments.

Now if you’re wondering how I manage to pay for Netflix I don’t. Lily, my babe, lets me use her account. Her parents are quite rich, they own an Italian restaurant and it’s amazing!

If you could try it then you’d understand. I’m like their own personal taste tester.

I smile at her as I take out my books from my locker, Lily’s on her phone texting away like a maniac the tapping of her nails on the screen is somehow calming in the sense of chaos around us.

It’s hard to think that we’re so close when we come from very different places.

I’m brought away from my thoughts when Lily’s slapping me on the shoulder repeatedly, I roll my eyes and wonder if she’s broken her nail with the force of the blows. I turn around and there they were.

The three Sex-gods. The Three Musketeers.

The whole hall has gone silent and students’ part like the red sea to let them through as they watch them walk down the hall, girls are batting their eyes hoping to be noticed, while boys glare at them because they want to be them.

I roll my eyes, sure they are fricking hot don’t get me wrong but, they are players, fuckboys, excuse my French. They hump and dump. Fuck and chuck. Nab and shag.

Sometimes it’s for fun other times it’s a game or a bet but either way, it’s meaningless to them.

The leader of the group and sexiest, in my opinion, is Hunter Black. He’s six foot and is made of pure muscle. Not the gross bulky stuff you see more like the kind you see on models and hot people.

His hair is a dark brown almost black and his eyes are the colour of the forest. A dazzling emerald green. He is the ultimate Sex-god.

He is dreamy and drool worthy however, the downside is he has slept with nearly every girl in the school, and he’s never with the same girl twice.

Except for that bitch Jessica he keeps running back to her and she loves the attention that comes with it, as the most popular and sexy guy in the school wants her all the guys want her.

Then there’s his best mate, Liam Thorn. He is also six-foot-tall, he has blonde hair and blue eyes and he is hot in his own kind of special way.

He’s a swimmer with a gorgeous body but he’s not as much as a fuck boy as Hunter and not as hot, in my opinion, he has been known for having a girlfriend from time to time which to me screams cute and I think the others could learn a thing or two from him.

Lastly, there’s Declan Reed, with black hair and standing just slightly taller than six foot. He also has blue eyes.

Declan is not only known for being a fuckboy but, a prankster as well which is weird because if you saw him you wouldn’t think he had a sense of humour, when I see him most of the time he always has a scowl on his face as if he’s only got one emotion and that’s intensive dislike of people.

He hasn’t been with Hunter and Liam that long maybe about three or four years but he sure as hell fits in with his looks and he sure as hell is loyal to them.

Oh, and did I mention that all these boys are rich? Like ridiculous rich, they could properly buy the school if they wanted to and no one would stop them.

Everyone respects them, the teachers, students, I’m sure even some of the parents fear them and would do anything they asked.

There have been rumours that they are involved in some horrible things, like gangs and drugs but the police are too scared to do anything about it and with their money I’m sure they could just buy them off.

No one really knows if it’s true or not but, no one dares ask.

So, there you have it, these three boys basically run the school, and no one tells them otherwise.

I turn away from them as they walk past and keep my head down. I like being invisible, I just don’t like attention or maybe I don’t like what the attention would bring for me, pain and fear.

I groan as the bell goes off and Lily and I make our way to our first class, maths.

***

Walking out of the class and carefully walking around other students I start to complain to Lily about the school.

People are walking everywhere in a mad rush and I’m trying my best to avoid them, so I don’t get any lash back.

“It’s torture! Do they really expect us to do maths on a Monday morning?”

Lily just giggles and shakes her head at my foolish outcries.

“Well, they must really hate us this year.”

She has a sarcastic tone and I turn to glare at her before we both burst into fits of laughter. I’m not bad at maths no, I just hate the subject.

I don’t even know why I chose it as an A-level, it’s pointless and when will I ever get asked to work out algebra or circle theorems? The answer is I will not ever!

Lily and I are walking to our next class dodging people and ignoring the shouts from students and teachers, I’m so distracted by all the noise that is going on around me that I’m not paying attention to where I am going, it takes me by surprise when a guy pops up in front of me without warning not being able to stop myself we crash into each other.

Having the wind knocked out of me I stumbled back a bit grasping at my stomach and looking up into the eyes of the guy who caused me this pain.

Through the tears in my eyes I can make out his face, we stare at each other before he barges his way through us nearly knocking me over and scattering my books.

As if having the wind knocked out of me wasn’t enough, he had to scatter my books which I had managed to hang onto in the first attack.

“Sorry gorgeous.”

He says with a wink in my directions before he’s lost in the sea of students. I stand there shocked. Some guy and a hot guy at that called me gorgeous and winked at me! Someone noticed me!

I feel my cheeks go a deep shade of red before I shove my head down and carry on walking dragging a very confused Lily behind me who had collect all my books embarrassed by the whole fiasco.